Faced with Leman Russ's provocation, the first of the True Dragon Lords to move was the unruly Rotted Coffin Dragon Lord. Yet he did not immediately use Wild Magic. Instead, he wanted to test Leman Russ's strength himself. In his view, the Guardians had suffered such crushing defeats only because they were too weak.
"Mortals, behold the might of a true dragon!" The Rotted Coffin Dragon Lord roared, gathering magic between his claws. Death Wind swiftly took shape and swept toward Leman Russ, branding the shattered earth with poison that would linger for ages.
As the True Dragon Lords launched their attack, the Guardians were also chugging the extra-large red and blue potions stored in Ainz's warehouse, recovering as quickly as they could.
Is his entire body made of corpses? What an evil dragon...
Leman Russ mused inwardly. He watched the Rotted Coffin Dragon Lord cast his spell without making any move, seeming to have no way of dealing with enemies that could fly.
Ha! So what if you really have a way? We already set up a grand formation to counter levitation magic. The moment you use it, you'll fall like a stone!
The Rotted Coffin Dragon Lord delightedly watched Leman Russ below. Death Wind flew from his claws. Even Space Marines in power armor would be blown down to armored skeletons by such a powerful strike.
Yet Leman Russ merely took a deep breath, gathered his strength in his legs, and leapt into the sky. The force of the jump was so great that it left a massive crater in the ground beneath him.
The Rotted Coffin Dragon Lord was horrified. He instinctively assumed Leman Russ had used levitation magic, but when he saw that even the Platinum Dragon Lord's counterspell could not stop Leman Russ's movement, he